not long ago, reagan witnessed an interesting sight. while driving down a road parallel to a train yard, he noticed a young girl and boy, no older than 25, in dirty clothes and mangled hair, hopping aboard a train not designated for passengers. although they probably had not clue where they were going, i have a feeling they didnt care. they were runaways. a modern day boxcar children. didnt know where they were going. all they new and that an adventure was waiting for them when they got there....
first and foremost. for anyone who has decided they have a good time reading my blog, im sorry that it has taken me a while to write. I have gone through so many life changes lately that i do not know where to begin. and as my birthday quickly approaches, i find myself going over the past year in my head, think about the good times, and forgiving myself for the bad. since i last wrote, i started, and ended a job for the united states census bureau. although the money was good, i was living far above my means and it was getting us no where but deeper and deeper in a hole. Reagan went though about 4 long and painful days of self discovery. during that time he decided that he was not proud of where he had let his life go for the past 7 years, and he was ready to turn in around. although he was blessed with an opportunity to apprentice at a tattoo shop, he learned quickly that as much as you may love something with everything that you have, that doesn't mean that it is the right thing for you. he discovered that even though for the rest of his life he will love the thought of becoming a tattoo artist, he knew that the career path was not logical and if he wanted to be a provider for himself and for me, as well as for our future, some changes needed to be made. and needless to say, we made them. after a few nights of tears, a trip to the hospital, and so suggestions from some very caring people, we made a decision to hop on the boxcar and be runaways. although we did not go far, our lives landed us in the town of Burley, Idaho. Population less than 10,000. although the change was drastic and maybe a little bit irrational, it was exactly what we needed. we both obtained jobs working minimum wage, reagan at maverik and I at pizza hut. we work hard every day to make enough money to pay our bills. but thats the thing...we actually pay them. we have been so humbled by the experience we were presented with. reagan bought a truck, makes a car payment, earns his own money, and pays his bills. he is living sober, happy, hard working lifestyle. i am so proud of him. and i myself have done a lot of learning while being up here as well. ive learned, especially recently, that some things need to be kept to yourself. ive learned that social networking should be used to connect with lost friends, not to broadcast what you have that is better than anyone else. it was not created to put your personal life of blast, and then wait for someone to tell you how much they wish you were you. I have learned that i still have a lot of growing up to do. but being up here, more than anything else, has taught me to appreciate what i have been given, and easily forget what i havent. i have been so humbled by the experience up here. it was the greatest thing to ever happen to us. I have not regretted it for a second. as the world continues to throw me curve balls, i finally feel, for the first time in years, that ive got my glove up, and ready to catch whatever is being thrown at me. and that is a very good feeling. :)
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